Fight Club.. in my belly

So yesterday I went to the chiropractor to get my tailbone and all my other bones taken care of. Dr. Bonnie is not happy and wants me in multiple times a week. poo.
After I was adjusted she told me to ice down the butt bone and rest. Ah, comfort.

When I got home I decided to do the dishes and noticed there was a draft from upstairs. We had to turn the heat back on b/c it got so cold the past few days. We must have left the windows on the 2nd floor open. On my way down from closing them I was at the 2nd to last step and just decided that the last one wasn't cool enough for me. Of course realizing this mid-step surprised me and I landed w/all my weight on my poor little right leg. Ouch.
So all of Dr. Bonnie's work was undone. I got the ice pack for my rear and went and put my feet up.

When Tony got home he was going to say good night to the little one and of course she kicked. So he moved to a different spot on my belly and talked, she followed. He did this for about 2 minutes and every time he would say something she would kick where he had his mouth. Too funny.

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